Everyday is a bad day...
just go away...
be betta off not messin..
I steady get to stressin..
bout some dumb shit..
u can't even comprehend..
Fo in tha mornin...
what do I see..
this phat ass blunt just waitin on me...
toke, toke, choke...
all u see an smell r hella smoke...
now its time for this emcee ta shine.
take my place, high up
because I'm the don..
eight in the mornin what do I do...
dress up all fake and try ta head ta school...
all day long nuttin but shit, til the end of the day...
when I'm tokin a spliff...
don't step in line, there is no rotation/
smoke shit myself don't need no help...
don't get it twizted cuz I ain't greedy...
but its like Frito Lay bitch get yo own bag